Enter the Scarlet Samurai: She looked across the short distance to her opponent, a long time criminal that had managed to have his last conviction over turned and was back on the streets. He had not waited very long before his compulsion for wrong doing took over. In the dim light of the alley she could make out his tall thin frame with long greasy hair tha...
Ian woke at the crack of noon with his muscles feeling tight, slightly burning as if he'd just gotten back from an intense workout. 'Though...' His eyes popped open in surprise when he realized his body wasn't sore. In fact, he felt refreshed --like he'd just slept ten hours instead of less than half that. He noticed his newest companion was awake next to hi...
The protagonist does have a hard time, sometimes his own fault, but he also gets some consolation along the way. There is some sex here and there where the story demands it. Eight parts, all complete. It's all fiction: if anyone thinks they appear in this story, it's not about you! Clarifications: GCSE: 'General Certificate of Secondary Education' usual...
Best wishes and God's blessings to all. Thank you all for the votes on "The Light of Dawn" which allowed me to win the monthly contest, I just hope it's not the last time. MoogPlayer P.S. Don't forget to vote..... ~~~~~~ Hi, my name is Mark Albertson, and I'm forty five years old. I stand six feet tall, weigh a...
*First off, PokingFun for trudging through another of my offerings* *To a whole band of miscreants and ne'er-do-wells who give me feedback, keep me on track and urge me to keep going* *Lastly, to Talonwolf, who continues to evade the best counter-terrorism units money can buy* *The Persians marshalled all the nations under the Sun and Stars yet they were...
For those of you who have read my stories, and left me a nice compliment and/or constructive criticism, this tale is for you. I know there will always be those anonymous cowards, who leave foul, nasty and/or ugly comments, but I don't worry about them; they don't matter anyway, and I'll simply delete them In the mean time, for all you kind and gentle souls t...
I guess the best way to start is to introduce those involved in or associated with the story. My name is Barbara Foxworthy (Barb). My husband, Lou is a marketing executive and we have a son, Ben, who was twenty-four at the time of the story, a Lieutenant in the Army and stationed in Japan. We moved into our present home twenty-one years prior to the events...
-Part 1- "I'm sorry, Mr. Connors, but I'm afraid there's little more we can do to diagnose and treat your condition." Though I was not completely surprised to hear them, Dr. Bennefield's words still left me stunned. I sat briefly and absorbed his conclusion. I'd heard it before from other doctors. Then I just nodded, mumbled insincere thanks, arose from m...
(Author's note: Thanks for clicking. This is primarily a romance story, but you'll find strong themes of maturity and submission within. The first chapter contains very little in the way of sexual activity. If that's all you're interested in, skip to chapter 3. I think you'd enjoy it all much more if you read it from the top, though…) * "But... but....
My name is Pete and my wife Ellie and I live near Portland Oregon. When Ellie was thirteen she started attending an after-school drama workshop in downtown Portland, called MiMi's, and stuck with it until they tore the old playhouse down to put up an IHOP in the late nineties. Her and her friends still boycott IHOP, since, according to her, the group had bee...